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Oh yes, the first time ever in my life that I feel justified in calling any man a cunt, and he is ultimately deserving of the title.
I was ringing at my register at Aid of Rite and he came up and slapped notebooks and a pack of pens on the counter. I was going to tell him the pens were on sale, but I had to yawn and covered my mouth. This fucknut apparently took offense to that.
Him: "I wanted to let you know, that you are the rudest person in here, ever. You are. You give me attitude every time I'm in here."
Me:
"I'm sorry about that, I didn't realize I was rude to you."
Him: "Yeah, you're the rudest cashier in here, ever. You know what I'm talking about, right?"
Me: "...No, unless you mean the yawning in front of you I just did, which I apologi-"
Him: "No. You know what? Forget it." (tone turning to sickly sweet) "It's fine, you know? It's just ok."
Me: "Well, have a nice day."
And I fled the register to pull down sales signs. Other Cashier tells Manager who comes over to me, concerned because I'm flying through the signs like I've got wings (normally I move somewhat slow)
Her: "What did that customer say to you?"
I repeat everything that happened, with me adding, "If I could plant my sneaker up his ass, I would."
Who on earth points out the fact that a cashier is rude unless that cashier has truly been rude? I was polite, I covered my mouth with my yawn, I apologized for whatever I might have done to him in the past, real or imagined, and he was having none of it. I tend to be brusque and quick when I'm at the register, maybe he took offense to that? Plus I had a busload of sales signs to take down and he was the last person in line so I wanted to get him out of there as fast as possible.
What a cunt. He ruined what was supposed to be a short, easy, fun shift.
I was ringing at my register at Aid of Rite and he came up and slapped notebooks and a pack of pens on the counter. I was going to tell him the pens were on sale, but I had to yawn and covered my mouth. This fucknut apparently took offense to that.
Him: "I wanted to let you know, that you are the rudest person in here, ever. You are. You give me attitude every time I'm in here."
Me:
"I'm sorry about that, I didn't realize I was rude to you."Him: "Yeah, you're the rudest cashier in here, ever. You know what I'm talking about, right?"
Me: "...No, unless you mean the yawning in front of you I just did, which I apologi-"
Him: "No. You know what? Forget it." (tone turning to sickly sweet) "It's fine, you know? It's just ok."
Me: "Well, have a nice day."
And I fled the register to pull down sales signs. Other Cashier tells Manager who comes over to me, concerned because I'm flying through the signs like I've got wings (normally I move somewhat slow)
Her: "What did that customer say to you?"
I repeat everything that happened, with me adding, "If I could plant my sneaker up his ass, I would."
Who on earth points out the fact that a cashier is rude unless that cashier has truly been rude? I was polite, I covered my mouth with my yawn, I apologized for whatever I might have done to him in the past, real or imagined, and he was having none of it. I tend to be brusque and quick when I'm at the register, maybe he took offense to that? Plus I had a busload of sales signs to take down and he was the last person in line so I wanted to get him out of there as fast as possible.
What a cunt. He ruined what was supposed to be a short, easy, fun shift.
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